Morning made

[muckefuck]

Here's the song I sang on the way into work this morning:

I'd like to teach
The world to clean
Their walks of snow and ice!

I'd like to buy
The world some salt
To keep me off my ass!

(Nu, so it doesn't rhyme. It's modern.)

Last night's soft moist snow was lovely, but I knew when I saw the temps in the forecast it would be trouble. Sure enough, this morning's skating rink did not disappoint. And unlike the previous one, it's not going anywhere.

Despite these hazards, I actually managed to catch the early shuttle. For that, I have to thank my neighbour who started scraping ice off their car outside my window at 7 a.m. It still took me a while to get going. I was stuck for a motivation until I remembered the dishes in the dishwasher from last night. (They'd been too wet to put away before I went to bed, so I'd left them out to air dry.) I warmed at the idea of going to the kitchen and putting on tea while I made everything tidy, starting the day with a sense of house pride and accomplishment. Then I got there and found that monshu had beaten me to it.

So I sat down in front of the computer and cracked one off.

Comments

[strongaxe.livejournal.com]

Actually, it does rhyme if you're from the deep south (but then again, nobody from there could even concieve of such a poem) ;)

[innerdoggie.livejournal.com]

I keep thinking of posting pictures of the icy sidewalks and the houses they belong to on the Interwebs. Maybe shame will motivate people?

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

If not shame then lawsuits!

[innerdoggie.livejournal.com]

My fancy-trial-lawyer foo will defeat theirs every time!

[tyrannio.livejournal.com]

You need a device capable of GPS-stamping your photos and then backend software capable of finding the property owner of record.

[innerdoggie.livejournal.com]

You can get the property owner record from the Recorder of Deeds, and the property value estimate from Zillow. (This would be so I could argue "if your house is worth 1.2M, then you can afford to hire somebody to scrape the ice off the sidewalk").

Do you think this application is writeable? Could I hire you? What is your usual and customary fee?

next time ...

[monshu.livejournal.com]

Ah! next time I'll leve them for your pleasure.

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

I knew you would say that! But, really, you know, far be it from me to deprive you of that morningtime sense of accomplishment.